Chapter 12012 Personal Assistant
Lan Xi came out of the swimming pool and reached for her cell phone while drying her hair.
The chat box for the contact named "Liang Qing" contained only a few sentences. Since returning that day, Lan Xi had occasionally sent Liang Qing a few messages, but his replies were strange. Not as familiar as in-person conversations, but not distant either... Maybe this was just how he was when chatting online?
He didn't take the initiative to send messages, but replied promptly after her message was sent. Lan Xi felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
But what would happen even if I had a pleasant chat with him?
She turned off the screen and rubbed her knee. Her injury had almost healed, and her life would get back on track. Her time outside of work would be filled with exercise and the omega her father had introduced her to.
"bite."
An email came in about a "personal assistant".
This position was probably created by her father in order to supervise her to go on "blind dates" and report her daily schedule.
Lan Xi frowned slightly. Ever since Lan Hui had brought home a well-behaved omega girlfriend from the government without a word, her situation at home had suddenly become dire.
Under pressure, she even began to hesitate whether to seek advice from Lan Hui.
Making friends was easy; Lan Xi could be friends with anyone, but finding a boyfriend was a completely new concept for her. She had always dismissed the idea of love as a serious matter, believing that physiological needs and susceptible periods could be addressed with medication. If there was one inconvenience, it would be the omega's pheromones.
As an alpha, Lan Xi would naturally be attracted to the omega's pheromones. Even if she accidentally smelled it on the street, she would want to explore it.
So, there is no doubt that finding an omega is the right thing to do.
But the problem is that she has no idea what kind of omega she likes.
Lan Xi was unusually irritated when she thought of this. She shook her soaked hair, changed her clothes, and knocked on Lan Hui's door: "Open the door, I need you for something."
The door reluctantly opened half a minute later, and Lan Hui asked, "What's the matter?"
"Is there any single omega at Chen Su's workplace?" Lan Xi asked solemnly, "Ask her to introduce me to one."
"...You want to find someone according to her conditions," Lan Hui said with an incredulous look on his face. "Has father pushed you to this point?"
"It was a bit hasty."
"This isn't a matter of haste! You're not in love, you're just looking for someone to do a sleight of hand."
Lan Xi nodded. She really didn't know where to find the person she liked.
"Sis, I have to say something to you about this," Lan Hui took a deep breath, put on a serious expression, and raised a hand to press her shoulder. "You're being irresponsible to her and using her as a tool... If we both get what we need, it's fine. However, I still hope you can find someone you like to be my brother-in-law."
"Buzz."
The phone vibrated in my pocket.
Lan Xi slapped his hand away, turned on her phone, and the message bar prompted: A message from contact Liang Qing.
"I'm at your door," he said.
He finally took the initiative to send a message. Lan Xi's expression eased slightly, and then she realized something was wrong and opened the email.
Liang Qing's photo was clearly posted on the information sheet.
*
Liang Qing stood outside the door, observing the quiet villa area.
He still had a trance-like feeling of unreality.
First up was Lan Xi, a cheerful, disabled alpha in a wheelchair. She was actually the subject of a recent car accident that made headlines. Unfortunately, back then, he was completely oblivious to the outside world and had no memory of the name.
To be honest, it was because of his preconceived notions that he had a deep misunderstanding of her. He even thought at one point that... in fact, they were from completely different worlds.
Then there was this job. When he applied for the position of personal assistant, he had no idea she was his boss. It wasn't until he passed all the interviews and the chairman's secretary came to him to give him instructions that he realized he had bumped into Lan Xi. The tasks assigned to him were also very strange. Besides taking care of her daily life, the most important thing was to arrange a "blind date" for her... He was a beta and didn't participate in the AO, so he was a perfect fit for the role of personal assistant.
Liang Qing's first reaction was to leave.
It was the secretary who told him to come to the Lan family. He wanted to meet Lan Xi and explain things to her in person.
Actually... you don't need to come here, you can just tell the secretary directly.
He came after all.
Want to see Lan Xi? That's not accurate. I should say I want to see how she's recovering.
Just concerned.
Perhaps he should even apologize to her for the lie he told. He did panic when he knew he'd be exposed, but after calming down, Liang Qing told himself: There's no need. His true identity wasn't important to the pampered Lan Xi, and being discovered by her wasn't important to him either.
Just a passerby who met by chance.
The door opened.
The person who opened the door wasn't a servant or housekeeper, but Lan Xi. Her hair was damp at the ends, and she wore a loose-fitting short-sleeved shirt and shorts, making her look much more robust. Her exposed arms and legs were well-proportioned and slender, showing the marks of years of exercise, something she hadn't shown in her wheelchair.
At that time, she was wearing a long skirt and a windbreaker, and she never imagined that she would look like this under the clothes.
In his eyes, Lan Xi became very unfamiliar.
"Come in," Lan Xi raised the corners of her lips, her tone as familiar as if she were a good friend visiting her home, "It's so inconvenient to stand outside."
The large living room was empty, yet it didn't seem deserted. Brilliant sunlight streamed in through the window, revealing the blossoming flowers in the garden. Liang Qing, holding a cup of hot tea, spoke cautiously, "Boss Lan..."
"Just call me Lan Xi."
"Lan Xi." He paused and continued, "Regarding my work, there is one thing I don't think is suitable for me."
"Which point?"
"The personal assistant lives in your guest bedroom... I think..."
Before he could say no, Lan Xi got there first and said in surprise, "My father suggested that? That's not okay. Don't worry about it."
"Ah," Liang Qing responded, desperately trying to find another excuse, "and..."
He had made up his mind to refuse before he came.
But Lan Xi, who was sitting beside him, stared at him with her eyes wide open, as if she could solve any problem he raised with a wave of her hand, which made it difficult for him to speak.
What excuse is that? In the final analysis, it’s just because she is the boss, that’s all.
After a long silence, Lan Xi changed her sitting position and leaned towards him: "Okay, you can tell me if you have any questions. As for the address, my work residence is quite close to yours, don't worry."
She had an apartment not far from Liang Qing's home, but she rarely moved there.
Liang Qing looked surprised for a moment, but nodded to show that he understood.
Lan Xi patiently explained the more important matters one by one, exchanged a few pleasantries, and asked the driver to take him home. As soon as Liang Qing left, Lan's father called as expected: "How is the personal assistant I found for you?"
"Not bad," she answered truthfully.
"With this assistant here, you have to keep your personal life and work separate," Lan's father warned. "That omega you said you had a good impression of last time... is his name Jiang Sui? Get to know him more, maybe he'll be a good match."
If he hadn't mentioned it, Lan Xi would have almost forgotten about him. She vaguely remembered Jiang Sui as the omega she'd wanted to meet the night of the car accident, and how he'd later congratulated her on her discharge from the hospital with a bouquet of flowers. Pheromones are the delicate fragrance of certain plants.
I don't mind. According to my previous standards for choosing a partner, I can get to know her better.
Lan Xi lowered her eyes and stared blankly at the cup of tea that Liang Qing had not finished.
"Sister, your assistant is gone?" Lan Hui suddenly appeared in the corridor.
He seemed to recall something amusing and said to himself, "Which of you two is the assistant? Your attitude towards him is interesting... Did you know each other before? Could it be your first love?"
"Fuck you." Lan Xi rolled her eyes.
*
Morning.
Lan Xi got up early to exercise as usual when suddenly the doorbell rang.
It was much earlier than she expected; Liang Qing must have gotten up early. She opened the door and her eyes widened in surprise. Liang Qing was meticulously dressed in a formal suit, the cut perfectly defining his waistline, and the straight trousers accentuated his tall figure.
Against the backdrop of her clothes, even her slightly pale face was shrouded in a strange charm.
"Lan, Lan Xi, good morning." He obviously still wanted to call her "Ms. Lan" out of habit, but corrected himself just before he was about to say it.
Lan Xi was speechless for a moment and returned to the treadmill to continue jogging.
A handsome and tall young man came forward and asked her gently, "What would you like for breakfast?"
"I'm not picky. You can make anything you want." Lan Xi said subconsciously. She watched Liang Qing enter the kitchen before adding, "Oh, and if you're making fried eggs, fry them on the sunny side up."
He was visibly stunned.
This wasn't a surprising request... unless his old cat also loved sunny-side-up eggs. In the morning, it would jump onto the table to inspect the food. If the fried egg on Liang Qing's plate was sunny-side up, it would sit down and wait for half. If it was sunny-side up, it would walk away without looking back.
Liang Qing wanted to share the fried eggs with the kitten all the time, so he fried them sunny side up.
The reason is—cats are just too adorable when they eat fried eggs. Because the food is so wide, they have to keep tilting their heads back to swallow, causing the fur on their little ears to twitch slightly. The way they meticulously devour half an omelet is incredibly adorable.
A head suddenly popped in from outside the kitchen: "You didn't have breakfast? Let's eat together."
Lan Xi used to watch Liang Qing cook from the perspective of a kitten, and she only thought his movements were neat and tidy. Now standing by the door and observing, she had to say... it was a feast for the eyes.
Liang Qing was lost in his memories when he was suddenly awakened. He turned around and saw Lan Xi leaning against the door frame. He didn't know how long she had been standing there. He quickly prepared breakfast for two and brought it to the table. Lan Xi had already sat down, looking a little... well-behaved?
She pulled out the dining chair next to him: "Here."
Sit next to her.
Usually, people choose to sit face to face when dining, which is convenient for communication and keeps distance. Sitting next to each other is a more intimate position, which means the distance is shortened.
Liang Qing pursed her lips lightly, and then heard her say, "Uh...you can sit anywhere."
But that shiny dining chair that was pulled out... Liang Qing still walked forward, put down the dinner plate, and sat on the chair that Lan Xi pulled out for him.
Lan Xi can't wait to try the "full seasoning plus version of Liang Qing cuisine".
She had been craving the fried egg for almost three months, and the moment she put it in her mouth was like meeting an old friend. She felt particularly happy and devoured all the food on the plate like a whirlwind.
Finally, she wiped her mouth and picked up the juice. When she looked up, she saw Liang Qing, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"...Oh, you cooked it very deliciously!" Lan Xi said with a smile.
Liang Qing's eating manners were much more refined, carefully picking up the food and bringing it to his lips, taking small bites. But his speed was no slower than Lan Xi's, and he finished it all in a flash. After finishing his meal, he immediately stood up and calmly cleared the tableware.
It wasn't his illusion. Lan Xi's gaze lingered on him for quite a while.
He couldn't help but observe her. This atmosphere was too familiar, and their relationship was too harmonious, as if it had lasted a long time.
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